The ancient serpent Skipper lost all his strength under the charged blow of the thunder god Perron, and finally fell in front of the gods. The short blade that had sunk into the head of the ancient serpent vanished, and Elijah was freed from the flesh of a mortal and regained her true strength.

He is the weapon of the Russian god of the Stygian Immortal, and one of the three gods of war located in the Temple of the Stygian.

Skipper's massive body slammed into the sea, and the waves crashed across the surface. The waves spread out in both directions, stretching into an endless distance.

But with resentment and unwillingness, Skipper looked at the world serpent Veres, who was also dying.

The immortal gods also came to the end of their lives, and the ancient serpent that had devoured the sun, moon and stars and trampled the gods of the temple under the feet of the ancient scrolls of Russ lost all its power. The black mountains that stretched on the surface of the sea gradually sank and fell into the depths of the sea. What finally appeared in front of Veres was the massive head of the ancient serpent Skipper.

The eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

He was close to becoming the master of the Stygian Sea.

Just a little bit!

"The God King Sventovet will not let you go, I will wait for you in the underworld. ”

"Veres. ”

In the end, the unwilling giant snake showed a gloomy smile, although the turbulent waves, closed its eyes unwillingly. And the huge mountain range also disappeared into the sea, leaving only a pool of floating dirty blood and a mess of wooden boats. Those who were still alive struggled to climb the plank, and the remaining breath thanked the gods for their protection.

Countless carcasses float on the surface of the sea and end up as food for seagulls and giant fish.

The World Ancient Serpent did not move, it stared at the calm sea, and its gaze seemed to be aimed at some invisible abyss.

"What are you doing, Veres?"

Perron had wanted to take a bow and arrow and aim it at the heart of the serpent Viles. Because of the war of the gods seven years ago, he lost two fingers, and if it weren't for the eventual disappearance of the world serpent, I'm afraid he would have turned the entire Stygian Sea upside down and had to fight Veres again.

However, thinking that in the end it was Veres who solved the Abyss Ancient Serpent, the upright Thor finally gave up on this practice. He couldn't forgive Veres for what he did, but he definitely wouldn't shoot a bolt of thunder at the god's back.

"Veres, I'll let you go this time. ”

Perron put away his bow and muttered, "Next time, I'll strip you of your snakeskin, I swear." ”

Just as Perron was about to get up and leave, he heard an earth-shattering scream;

Like whispers echoing in his ears, endless sounds of desolation pierced through the thick clouds and reached his ears.

The direction in which the voice came was the level of the sea at which Veres was staring, and a sharp cry and sigh came from the distant depths of the sea.

As he glanced at Skipper's massive corpse as it gradually fell silent, Perron's face became embarrassed. He finally remembered the identity of the owner of this mournful scream.

Kadong.

Mother of the serpent god Peraschia and Skiper, the beast god, the distant ancient god at the time of the birth of the Cosmic Tree.

He was grieving and weeping over his two sons who had been killed.

After realizing this, Perron's expression, which was originally relieved, began to be solemn again. After defeating the god of beasts, no one knows what kind of characters he will meet.

At this moment, a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea, and the sound of dense war drums fell on Perron's heart. In the dark center of the vortex, countless warships are emerging from the depths of the Stygian Sea. A keel made from the roots of a dead cypress tree allows warships to sail through the dark depths of the sea.

It was the dark dwarves and spirits who had once opposed the rule of Rhodes, the progenitor of the gods, standing on the battleship, beating war drums and preparing their axes and crossbow arrows, as they approached the exhausted Vereth. Prepare to hunt down the god of the earth.

At this time, the dark Grand Duke Morion, who was standing at the bow of the gunwale, looked at the world serpent in front of him with great satisfaction. After fighting Skipper to the death, the dying ancient serpent lost the power it had once destroyed the world. He had been waiting for this opportunity until now, and when Veres had gone through a bloody battle that lasted and all his strength had been exhausted, what was next was in his pocket.

It wasn't just Skipper, the god of beasts, who made a deal with the god-king Sventovet, but also his Archduke Morian. He promised to help the Temple of the Gods eliminate both Veres and Skipper, and in return, Sventovet would have the Dark Grand Duke take over the Stygian and take Verez's place.

The stupid ancient snake will never know in the end, he is just a pawn in a deal between the gods and the dark world. All the rounds have been deployed, and the ancient serpent Skipper, who has always been ambitious to kill Veres and rule the Stygian Sea, is actually just a pawn in the Temple of the Gods.

Thinking of this, the dark Grand Duke Morian couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine at the conspiracy of the God King. What the hell is the temple of gods planning, forcing Veres to retreat.

"Veles, Villes, I didn't expect you to have today. From the moment you kill the snake god Peraschia, it's destined to end in tragedy. The god of the beast died in your hands, and even if I didn't do it, Kadong wouldn't let you go. ”

He stared at the serpent's vigilant vertical pupils, and the corners of his mouth outlined a grim smile. The Dark Grand Duke threw 100,000 spirits and dwarves into the war. This time he wants to leave Veres dead without a place to be buried.

Moreover, he is far from the only god who wants to kill Veres.

Veres opened his huge mouth, and his red vertical pupils became even colder. He looked at the ships approaching him, and smelled the smell of death and fear emanating from the board.

Only the warships made of the ominous cypress trees of the Salachin Mountains would exude a disgusting smell of evil and darkness.

Veres raised the tail of a mountain range, and in the eyes of the dark army, it seemed like a towering mountain rising slowly, and as soon as it swept across the sea, Morian and his army would disappear forever.

However, Veres' movements stopped.

The light pierced through the clouds and tore through the fog that hung over the sea.

The sound of the horse's kicking shattered the peace of the heavens, and the serpent's head was raised high with a loud roar.

At that moment, all the action stopped.

The god king Sventovet, riding a white war horse and trampling on the dazzling light, led the three hundred war gods behind him from the temple of gods!